Chapter 118

If George Sheng knew what song Xi was thinking, he would be the first to die.

But he couldn't figure it out, so he was so soft hearted that he took her feelings into consideration.

The left and right heads have turned around. Georges Sheng looks at Song Xi and says without expression: "what are you doing standing so far away? Push the wheelchair away."

Song Xi knew later and stepped forward.

When she came to him, Georges Sheng said in a low voice, "I have no vision."

Song Xi hung his eyes and rolled his eyes; Jiang Jiayi was secretly jealous; Ren Lina looked at Song Xi and said, "just put it there. Someone will clean it up later."

At first glance, Song Xi is like Cinderella who has fallen into her stepmother's house. No one in Qiao's family likes to see her. Of course, she doesn't get George Sheng's "painstaking care". She just wants to punish her for forced marriage.

Song Xi has known for a long time that there is no free lunch in this world. If she dares to seek skin with the tiger, she has to bear the bad temper of the tiger from time to time.

The whole process was only ten or twenty seconds, but everyone present had different thoughts. Except Qiao Dingxiang, he seemed too old to notice or have the energy to manage these things, and he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end.

Song Xi can't help but think of the outside world's evaluation of Qiao Dingxiang. He can't help saying that he was the one who covered the sky in the night city at that time. He also said that Ren Lina was his third wife when he was the bridegroom night and night. It's not even those who are not famous. It's just that in the face of such a kind and harmless old man, it makes people feel sad. Is it OK to eat in the old age of Xiaoxiong?

When it comes to eating, Ren Lina sat beside Qiao Dingxiang, still holding his arm intimately, and said with a smile: "today's dishes are all made by Jia Yi. Last time I said that you like to eat Buddha leaping wall, Jia Yi came early in the afternoon, busy and busy. This dish alone stewed for more than four hours."

Qiao Dingxiang nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Jiang Jiayi stood aside and said, "aunt Ren, you're welcome, as long as Uncle Qiao likes it."

Ren Lina looks up at Jiang Jiayi, with a smile like a mother-in-law's daughter-in-law's.

Jiang Jiayi said: "then you talk first. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. It'll be ready in a minute."

Before leaving, she gently said to Song Xi, "sit down, don't stand."

Song Xi is speechless. She has ten thousand impulses in her heart. She has done something immoral. God wants her to endure this disgusting embarrassment.

While talking, Georges Sheng has already taken a seat on the opposite sofa, and Song Xi is not good enough to stand alone, otherwise what will she become? Qiao's maid?

Sitting next to Georges Sheng, separated by two people, Song Xi began to recite "chushibiao" silently. She thought that when she was skipping all the way, mathematics and chemistry had no pressure on her, and English was OK. The only headache was the classical Chinese in Chinese. She really wanted to translate those sentences into modern words.

She is serious and absent-minded. Ren Lina on the opposite side of the sofa is peeling an orange. Qiao Dingxiang suddenly says, "in terms of the hospital, when are you going to start construction?"

"On the sixth of next month, there's another week," said Georgeson

Qiao Dingxiang answered: "I won't go, and then some of your uncle's children will be there."

"My sister-in-law called me the day before yesterday and said she would come back," Georges said

Qiao Dingxiang was silent for a long time, and then said, "please greet them."

Song Xi didn't mean to listen to other people's chatter. The key sentence of "hospital" immediately attracted her attention. She just wondered what kind of hospital she was in, but soon remembered that Georges Sheng went to Hezhou to find Cheng Deqing just to open a hospital.

It's only been more than a month. Is construction going to start?

Just thinking about it, Jiang Jiayi and the nanny came from the kitchen with a plate in their hands. The former said, "it's time to have dinner. Come and have dinner."

Full of Qiao family style.

Ren Lina immediately responded: "Kay, please sit down and have a rest. I've been busy all afternoon. Someone's taking it."

Jiang Jiayi replied with a smile: "it's OK, aunt Ren. I can't stay idle. Help me."

Georges Sheng and Ren Lina are responsible for helping Qiao Dingxiang. Song Xi stands by and can't help. She doesn't have the eyesight to see her son. She just has no status and qualification.

George Sheng didn't even look at Song Xi. As he passed her, he whispered, "go and help."

Song Xi goes to the kitchen. Ren Lina says to Georges Sheng, "it's all from the official family. What's more than Jia Yi? Without raising her head or opening her eyes, do you want others to bring the food to her? "

Ren Lina makes it clear that she has no scruples about Song Xi, and even deliberately wants her to hear it.

Song Xi's steps did not stop, but the corners of his lips evoked a touch of light mockery.

After she went away, Georges Sheng helped Qiao Dingxiang sit down, and then said with a light face, "who asked you to call Jiang Jiayi?"

Ren Lina full of disgust and unwilling to reply: "I just want to let her retreat, don't think a chicken feather can be used as an arrow, when our family want to enter?"

Georges Sheng is still that pair of lukewarm appearance, tone also unchanged, light said: "you call someone to play a good wife and mother, don't blame others for her as a nanny."

Ren Lina hears the speech, angrily stares at George Sheng, but she has nothing to do with him.

In the kitchen, song Xicai just went in. Jiang Jiayi, who was directing the chef to make a steamer for Fotiao under the wall, immediately looked at her and said, "what are you doing here?"

Song Xi didn't even look at her, but said to a servant of Qiao's family, "I'll serve the dishes."

Jiang Jiayi said, "it's just the right time. You take this one."

The chef puts a big cup of Buddha on the wall and moves it down the steamer with heat insulation gloves. Jiang Jiayi stands beside him with an instructive attitude.

Song Xi is too lazy to pay attention to her. She goes to get two other dishes and turns to walk out.

On the dining table, Qiao Dingxiang is sitting in the main seat, Ren Lina is sitting on her lower right hand, and Georges Sheng is sitting on her lower left hand. Song Xi goes over with the plate, but before it can be put firmly, Ren Lina has already made a sound, frowned and said: "sweet and sour meat is on Zhisheng's side, don't you know what he likes to eat?"

There is no way. Song Xi can only make a little effort to lift the plate up and put it in front of George Sheng.

She is holding Coke chicken wings in her other hand. She thinks that this is what Georges Sheng likes to eat. For a little meal, she wants to put this dish in front of Georges Sheng. As soon as the plate is put down, she hears from behind, "Zhisheng, don't move, be careful to iron it."

Song Xi turns her head and sees Jiang Jiayi wearing heat-insulating gloves and carrying a large soup cup. With so many places on the long table, she wants to go to the place where the dishes are set.

The soup cup is not light. Jiang Jiayi's arms are trembling all the way. Now she is about to put it down, but there are plates on the table. Song Xi is stunned for a moment, and immediately reaches out to move out. But at this time, Jiang Jiayi can't hold it, and the soup cup sinks.

Song Xi's hand is right under the soup cup. If you press it on, it will burn off a layer of her skin. Between lightning and flint, Georges Sheng pulls Song Xi hard. She stumbles and bumps her hip bone against the back of his chair.